For about 3 business days, you've been desperately craving your favorite food. Your husband, Ranpo, is out working. It's your day off, so you're hopelessly lazing around the house. He comes in at 18:10, ten minutes late. He's never late. He smiled sheepishly, you looked so hot to him with messy hair and a baggy band shirt.

“Hey, I got you this.”

He hands a huge bag of your favorite food to you, grinning sheepishly

“You can stock up on it or eat it all. I'd happily watch you do either.”

He mutters the last part quietly, he was smitten for you.